Plastic Tubes and Pots and Pans

[earlofpudding]

Characters: Lloyd and all these meddling kids.
Format: Starting action, but pick your poison.
This log is: OPEN
Location: THE LAB actually it's just a workroom he's taken over but shut up
Summary: Lloyd's been scarce around the campus since the round change! Because he's been working in his new lab or whatever.
Warnings: lloydness.

[One of the once-empty school workrooms -- one with an outside facing door rather than it being connected inwardly to a hall -- has had it's windows taped over entirely. One of the double doors has a doorstop (that is, a rock) wedged between them to let some air in and from that crack in the door, light is visible.

Past the doors? The room looks like it got hit by a whirlwind of junk. The worktables are covered with all sorts of scrap parts and wires pilfered and dismantled from whatever device could go missing without too much notice. The entire lighting setup has been changed and that's terribly obvious, because the person who changed it hasn't put the ceiling tiles back in place yet. A computer has found it's way from the computer lab to what should have been the teacher's desk. A second one is partially pulled apart nearby.

And so on and so on. What a mess.

Lloyd is at the desk as well, crouched over whatever it is he's working on, a lamp that's been attached to the desktop pulled down close to keep it well lit.]

Comments

[earlofpudding]

It isn't as if it would ever effect you. You'd be in a different reality.

[summerstars]

Yeah, but it would affect your reality, and even if I'd never know what happened, I'd still be responsible!

[... Why was she arguing this? he was obviously the sort of scientist who saw no problem in 'bettering' technology at the potential pain and exploitation of others, just like--- Something. At home. Grenn refexively, unconciously grabbed the back of her neck, but there was nothing there.

Why had she done that?]

[earlofpudding]

Fine, fine. [SUCH A DRAMATIC SIGH.] Have it your way.

[He falls to humming idly while he works instead]